Me and you getting it on and paid for it too? Shit... wanna?"I had the "equipment" for the project. (Personal apparatus between my legs and photograph...c as well.) We had the incentive... orgasms and money. The publisher had never met me, wouldn't know me from Adam's house cat and wouldn't recognize who was fucking Paula and visa versa.It had been fun fucking my former wife Pam on film... why not?... Paula had just pulled my chestnuts out of the fire! She offered her modest house for the. . of course."She didn't respond immediately, probably thinking about approaches to take with her dull student."And when they want to have sex, do they only go to bed with their boyfriends ... guys that are potential husbands?" Uh ... no." Do you think Wes is smarter than most girls?" Hell no!" Then how do you think Wes 'tricks' women into having sex with him?"I frowned in frustration. "I ... he ... I guess I don't know." Girls aren't really fooled by someone like Wes. Oh, some may think they. I pulled her slowly towards the edge of the bed.I split her legs apart and put them slowly over my shoulders. I asked Dammy and Aksha to come and make Alisha’s pussy wet for me. The two girls licked her pussy till she was wet enough and in between sucked my cock too. I slowly entered Alisha and she gave out a light moan in her sleep. Once I was in I started fucking her and picked up the pace. She was moaning constantly now in her slumber probably imagining it to be a wet dream. She opened her. And afterwards I simply could not go thru with it, so I thought to myself, it can wait, next time I will. It had happened every time. In the end I had to use rage to make it happen. I stumbled on an opportunity when she was accusing me of not being honest, of lying to her, - which of course I was, but rage is part of my self-defence tool box and I used it. And it was over, finally. Or so I thought. Immediately after this final argument I went over to Lara and slept in her arms that night. And.